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You get me mesmerized, baby! (Rosekiller 🍋)

You get me mesmerized, baby!
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Saturday nights are for partying, alcohol, and joints. that's Barty's device. Today is no different.

They are at their regular club, and everyone is gathered. Evan, Dorcas, regulus, James, Peter, Remus, Sirius, Mary, and even Frank and Alice. it's been a spontaneous outing, which makes it even better that this many of their friends are there.

Everyone is a reasonable amount drunk and Barty has entirely lost track of time or how long they've been here already. It's late, but the music stays insanely good and people are dancing. He's seen some crazy shit tonight; for example, regulus licking tequila off James' collarbones, while Sirius had held his eyes shut because he's a drama queen and not able to witness his little brother getting all hot and heavy with James.

Remus had told him to cut the bullshit and only a moment later Sirius had been pinned to the next wall by the older, tangled up in a make-out session.

Barty had found Evan sitting on one of the old rough leather couches, watching their friends have fun. He was more of a quiet drunk but he was definitely- drunk, Barty had never seen him go crazy at a party ever before, Dorcas is sitting beside him and they're talking about whatever.

Barty is about to sit down next to them, but it's just then when both of his friends stand up from the couch. The music had changed and Dorcas is looking at Evan with a wicked grin.

"Is this fucking lady Gaga playing?"
She asks and Evan rolls his eyes at her.

"Of course it fucking is!"

Dorcas pushes Evan on the dance floor and Barty almost finds it funny, because there's no way Evan is going to dance. Barty knows him well enough to know that that's not gonna happen.

Except it does.

Everyone is dancing, but Evan is too now and Barty is watching from afar, absolutely dumbfounded.

Evan isn't just dancing, he's dancing sexily.

Like super sexily

Body rolls and all, running his hands up and down his own body. There's no way he doesn't know how sexy he looks right now, and Barty has absolutely no idea what's happening because that is his fucking best friend on the dance floor right there, but he can't remember ever seeing something so goddamn hot ever before, to be honest, he can't remember ever finding Evan hot before. Sure, objectively Evan is attractive, but Barty had never felt drawn to him.

Evan is going wild.

He has his head thrown back, he runs his hand up his chest, taking his t-shirt with it, flashing his toned abs for a moment and Barty feels his mouth go dry. Evan acts like he's about to start stripping and for some reason, Barty can't say he doesn't like the idea. he seems to know the entire lyrics to the song too, Barty thinks he can faintly hear Evan sing (or scream) over the music.

All of their friends are hyping him up, but it's clear that Evan is stealing the entire show, no one could top what he's pulling up on the dance floor there.

He has such seductive energy and a type of confidence Barty hasn't ever seen on him before but looks undoubtedly really good on him. He's putting himself on display for everyone who wants to thirst over him and Barty is affected.

If he was sober he'd have a few more questioning thoughts about being insanely attracted to his best friend all of a sudden, but he's drunk out of his mind instead and all he can think of is getting his hands on Evan's body.

"Holy fuck is that my little brother right there?!", Pandora appears right next to Barty and before he had even realized what's happening, Pandora pulls him with her toward the people dancing on the dance floor and undoubtedly toward Evan.